My male organs grossly disgusted me. Wearing hard gaffs toflatten my pubic area did no good. No matter how expensive or tightthey were, the presence o... my male shame could still be detected.Hence, the news of the possibility of an orchiectomy was a much welcomerelief. But there was another reason why, upon diagnosis, I had decidedto schedule surgery just two weeks after. My boyfriend Achref and I haddated for five years. When I dated him as a man, we didn't considerthat we were in love. But. I can disguise myself and use one of my servant’s cars. My security doesn’t like me doing this but I have done it in the past.”Scott agreed to her suggestion.Isabel wore tan slacks and a dark pullover which couldn’t disguise the fine body she had. The large hat and big dark sun glasses did do the job in hiding her facial features. She was going to drive a six year old two door Honda Civic which one of her servants owned.Scott had some second thoughts about doing this sightseeing with her when. Aruptly she asked my pass her a soothing cream behind me and put it on her back as she turned around. I grabbed the bottle and poured it on her and rubbed her back as I tried not to poke her with my boner. After 5 minutes I had dropped the bottle and reach down to get it and in pass her pussy making Melissa moan and pushing back into my cock. After another two minutes I dropped the bottle again and rub her pussy as she reach around and grab my cock stroking it. By my newfound courage I turned. A perfect world for me!My captors were getting more daring, until eventually My Lady said it was time for a break. She pulled off the road into a rest area, almost exclusively populated with trucks and their drivers. Maybe five or six to begin with. These rest areas usually have toilet facilities, and pulling up beside the toilet block, My Lady suggested we use the facility while she commandeered a picnic table and chair set that was vacant ahead. She had a thermos of coffee and some sandwiches.